WHO: Kendra and OPEN; Narrative if no one tags in WHAT: Familiarizing herself with a strange place WHEN: Just after sunset WHERE: Streets of Lawrence STATUS: Open Ratings: TBD
Being alive again was not at all what Kendra would have expected. Not that she ever expected to come back to the living if she had ever died. Not everyone could be as lucky as Buffy. The Slayer knew that if by any chance she had come to live again it would be because somehow she had failed. Some how someone had turned her into a vampire and then she would become one of teh many undead. That was one of Kendra's greatest fears. To become a vampire. Because for her, she would have rather had stayed dead. To have died honorably doing her duty. If such a thing were to ever happen in any world, she hoped that someone had the decency to stake her, if she didn't manage to impale herself. Or in the case of this world, behead her.
This world ... Kendra thought as she walked down the street, keeping to the shadows. Because that was what she was doing. Walking. She didn't think it could even be called patrolling when there were no vampires to kill and demons could mask themselves as human. She wasn't very sure that she liked this world. The rules were too different, the methods so strange and unusual. Civilians knowing about the supernatural and killing them. Calling themselves Hunters. Without any of the instinct or strength that made a being a true predator. Vampires weren't common. Killing them was more of a- what was the word?-hassle than the ones back home. Not that that was a bad thing to Kendra. She prefered things by the book but if it required her doing her duty, she would rise to the challenge. It was the fact that vampires weren't swarming the mile radius that bothered her. What was she to do now? All of this seemed like a cat and mouse game to Kendra. Where the demons were the cats and this ... team of people were the mice. She didn't like the idea of being reactionary. It made her feel uncomfortable. Out of place. It was bad enough that she was alive when she wasn't supposed to be. In a world she wasn't supposed to know of. She had follow rules that were so completely different that those in the Slayer Handbook that it would have been laughable if it didn't frustrate her so much.
However, she didn't say a word of it to anyone. Who would she say it to? Buffy? Perhaps. If Kendra could get over the fact that her sister slayer was nearly ten years older thans he was and if she had been one to complain in the first place, then perhaps she would have said something to Buffy. And maybe Faith. This place was a place of Nevers. Kendra sighed as she continued walking, mapping out the area. Making herself familiar with this place. Fine. There weren't vampires or demons from home. If one didn't count Spike or the green one. Which Kendra wished that she could. It fairly itched that she couldn't slay a demon and a vampire, that she was expected to share residence with them. Kendra knew that demons could be good. That there were all shades of gray in her world. She had learned it all in her studies. However, she had never been expected to interact with them. And Spike ... well, it was best not to think about Spike. It made her too angry to think at times. And right now she needed that clear head that she was so very good at. So very good at that it had gotten her killed. However, that was no reason to throw way an asset. With an opportunity to live again-and Kendra did see it as an opportunity, even if she didn't feel as if she would ever belong to this place-she had a chance to improve on it. She had been given an opportunity to continue her life as a Slayer. Even if this world didn't have the demons and vampires and other monsters of back home, that was no excuse to slack off. One could never know when needing to know about one's surroundings would pay off. If the vampire and the green one could be pulled through. Then who knew what else and how many.
Which was why she was out tonight, amulet and holy water in place. Familiarizing herself with the city.